1268: C1268 Upper Arena

C1268 Upper Arena

Arena.

This was the place where Nether Emperor Clan dealt with battles, and was the same as the Human Clan's arena.

Xiang Shaoyun, Ming Pan and their group had arrived at the Arena used exclusively by the imperial family. There weren't many people who came to watch, and those who were able to do so were all people from the imperial family.

They were having a duel here, and with Ming Abi purposely announcing it, many people from the royal family came over to watch.

"Is the new Nineteenth Prince going to duel with Ming Pan? "Interesting!" One of the princes revealed a playful smile as he spoke.

"Ming Pan is not weak, he is not Ming Hee, this newly-advanced Devil Saint, even if Nineteenth Prince is able to summon his Gate of Nether Shadow, I am afraid he will not be his match!" Another Man of Nether Emperor Clan said quietly.

"The Nineteenth Prince was personally sealed by the Emperor of the Underworld, they are exempt from even our royal family's ceremony, and possess three great gifts, too bad they are not our pure Nether Emperor Clan, otherwise how would Ming Pan dare be so arrogant!"

"I heard that he is the son of a previous generation's little princess, so it is reasonable for him to have the same bloodline. If he is loyal to our Nether Emperor Clan for the rest of his life, it might be possible for him to stay."

"..."

Most of the Man of Nether Emperor Clan s were just here to watch the show. They were basically certain that Xiang Shaoyun was not a match for Ming Pan, because the difference between the two was just too huge.

This time, two old royal uncles came to the spectating crowd. They were powerful, much more powerful than Ming Abi.

The two royal uncles did not say a word, their gazes were all on Xiang Shaoyun and Ming Fu, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

After Ming Fu saw the two imperial uncles, her expression became somewhat unnatural.

"Mother, what's wrong? Don't you have confidence in me yet? " Xiang Shaoyun asked Ming Fu.

Ming Fu shook his head lightly, "No, you should be careful. If you can't beat him, then surrender. You are the prince chosen by the Emperor of the Underworld, so Ming Pan doesn't dare to do anything to you."

"Mother, don't worry. Your son's capabilities are not something they can imagine!" Xiang Shaoyun smiled sinisterly.

Now, not only was his Devil Qi Stage completed, he had also stepped into the Fourth Grade of Soul Altar Stage. His sacred soul had reached the second stage, so he would not need to fear anyone even if they were experts of the Saint Level.

"Nineteenth Prince, please!" Ming Pan shouted with a somewhat mocking tone after jumping into the Arena.

Xiang Shaoyun took big steps and lightly landed in the middle of the Arena.

At this time, everyone saw this mysterious Nineteenth Prince.

At that time, only a small portion of people in the Arena saw his true face, and now, the people in the Imperial Family finally saw his existence.

Their Devil Clan and theirs had always been opposing each other, and seeing Xiang Shaoyun's appearance of all his Human Clan made them feel a little disgusted. But the moment the battle mark on Xiang Shaoyun's forehead throbbed, the same kind of power that radiated from origin ability made them feel a sense of familiarity and disgust.

"Before we start fighting, shouldn't we sign the Life and Death Certificate first?" Xiang Shaoyun looked at Ming Pan and asked.

"Haha, do you think it's your Human Clan world! The men who are fighting in our Arena are already prepared to die, so there is no need to go through so much trouble. If you have the ability to kill me, no one will pursue your matter, "Ming Pan said as he laughed loudly.

"So that's how it is. Then I'll start the fight!" Xiang Shaoyun suddenly responded, his face forming a faint smile, and he immediately took action.

Nether Emperor Space!

Xiang Shaoyun was not courteous at all, he used the Nether Emperor Space the moment he came, so he could not give his opponent a chance to kill him. Only within the Nether Emperor Space was he the true ruler, so even if his opponent was Devil Saint, he was not afraid to fight.

The Nether Emperor Space had an area of effect, so if it wasn't in that space, Xiang Shaoyun wouldn't be able to cover the other party.

Within this Arena, Xiang Shaoyun's space could completely envelop him. Unless Ming Pan left this Arena, there was no way for him to escape.

This was also something that Xiang Shaoyun had calculated beforehand.

Of course, if Ming Pan had leapt into the air at the first moment, she could have avoided his Nether Emperor Space, but Ming Pan did not do so, because he had also used his Nether Emperor Space.1

"Ming Hee's dimension is not as good as yours. Let's see how my dimension is!" Ming Pan laughed and then released his Nether Emperor Space.

In the blink of an eye, the two Nether Emperor Space collided.

Ming Pan was a third stage Devil Saint Stage, so the Nether Emperor Space he possessed was similarly enormous.

At this time, Ming Hee was also watching the battle from the sidelines, and he exclaimed in his heart, "In just a year, that brat's Nether Emperor Space has become even more terrifying!"

Ordinary people normally would not be able to sense the existence of Nether Emperor Space, but as Man of Nether Emperor Clan s, they had their own unique methods to sense it.

What Ming Hee lamented was not about Ming Pan's space, but about the space that he had revealed.

Previously, Xiang Shaoyun's Devil Qi Stage had not been condensed yet, but the Nether Emperor Space that he displayed was already very strong. Now that his Devil Qi Stage was condensed and the power of the stars had broken through, his Nether Emperor Space had been raised across the board.

Ming Hee could clearly feel this point.

Ming Hee could not help but worry for Ming Pan, as he sneered in his heart: "I'm afraid that Ming Pan will fall in the sewer."

Therefore, Ming Hee did not have any good impressions towards Ming Pan, nor did he have any good impressions towards him. No matter who won or lost, he would still have a look of joy in the face of misfortune.

Ming Pan also felt the pressure from the Nether Emperor Space that Xiang Shaoyun had displayed, but he had no choice but to use his full strength.

"Go to hell!" Ming Pan used the mark of war to instigate the Nether Emperor Space to devour Xiang Shaoyun's Nether Emperor Space.

He used his Saint's Will to suppress Xiang Shaoyun, wanting to pressure Xiang Shaoyun's soul to stop his Nether Emperor Space.

Although his will was strong, it was not strong enough to pose a threat in Xiang Shaoyun's eyes.

The two spaces clashed, and a sound rang out as they clashed. The Spatial Strength was trying to devour each other to see who would be victorious in the end.

As the two forces were crossing hands, Ming Pan then rushed towards Xiang Shaoyun's true body, "Wait till I capture your true body.

Just as Ming Pan was about to rush over, Xiang Shaoyun laughed coldly, "If you want to court death, you can't blame anyone!"

When Ming Pan rushed over, Xiang Shaoyun's Nether Emperor Space suddenly started to rage.

Suddenly, different kinds of Soul Pattern s rushed out from the Soul Altar, bombarding Ming Pan's Nether Emperor Space and his real body.

This frightened Ming Pan quite a bit.

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